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CROWD CHEERS MADLY!!!
I don't own the Four Seasons, or Aerosmith, or any of either bands songs. On with the fic!
Chap 4: Dude looks like a lady
Kurt was still trying to muffle his snickering as he got out of the car. He and Kitty had been singing the Four Seasons' 'Walk like a Man' in a round all the way to school, and it had made Cyclops seriously consider driving off a cliff to make it stop. Only divine intervention by way of Jean mentally restraining him had prevented it from happening.
The girls bounced out of the car, happily stowing away the priceless memory of this morning. Kitty had the film from before, and Jean loaded a new one into the camera. You never know what might happen the first day of Kristina's visit.
Scott kept clenching and unclenching his fist in an obvious effort to not strangle the boy then and there. He stalked out of the parking lot and almost ran up the stairs to Bayville High.
Rhane looked over at him. "Now remember, boy-o, walk like a girl, talk like a girl." She smiled, "Make the boys drool over you." Jean and Kitty laughed as Kurt grumbled to himself. But he did as ordered. The moment he started walking up to the school, he swung his hips just like Kitty taught him. And it appeared it had the same effect on other males as Kitty did on him. Three guys literally just stared, unable to speak, and one guy still driving almost rammed into another car.
Kurt almost blushed.
Suddenly, the school intercom system flared to full crackling life. Scott's voice boomed out, "Here's a song dedicated to a cross-dressing weirdo! How's this, you nut!?" Aerosmith's 'Dude Looks Like a Lady' blasted across the campus. Scott running from an angry secretary could be heard in the background.
The girls were laughing once more, and 'Kristina' fumed.
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Principal Kelly kept shifting his weight while he interviewed the new student, Kristina. Kitty had coached him carefully about what to say, and Kurt found that he was actually enjoying himself, playing a joke on the whole school. He was assigned Jean as his shadow person for the week, and they were off.
"You know, you really didn't have to taunt Scott like that," she said softly.
"Oh, really?"
Then she grinned. "It sure was funny to see the look on his face when he found out!"
"I know! Please tell me someone was using the camera."
"Rahne's got it all on film."
"Oh happy days! Lets just hope Scott doesn't decide to blast the camera."
"He won't."
"How are you so sure?"
"Its his camera." Jean turned thoughtful. "You know, I don't think you should be alone with Pr. Kelly if you can help it."
Kurt frowned, "Why?"
"You know all that shifting he was doing?" he nodded. "Why do guys normally do that?"
"When there's a hot girl in the roo"-he almost froze solid. "I think I'm going to be sick."
"Voice, Kristina! Voice!"
He went back to girly soprano. "Maybe I should show him me with the holo off. That ought to teach him to not lust after teenage girls."
"Speaking of lust," Jean murmured, "drooling jocks at seven o'clock."
Kurt began to turn-"no you dimrod, don't look! Not directly anyway. Just kind of glance over there, like you really don't care if they look or not." Kurt did so, and then got confused. He didn't know whether to laugh or get mad. There were four of them, and they were all staring at his butt.
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hope you like! Please review!
CROWD CHEERS MADLY!!!
I don't own the Four Seasons, or Aerosmith, or any of either bands songs. On with the fic!
Chap 4: Dude looks like a lady
Kurt was still trying to muffle his snickering as he got out of the car. He and Kitty had been singing the Four Seasons' 'Walk like a Man' in a round all the way to school, and it had made Cyclops seriously consider driving off a cliff to make it stop. Only divine intervention by way of Jean mentally restraining him had prevented it from happening.
The girls bounced out of the car, happily stowing away the priceless memory of this morning. Kitty had the film from before, and Jean loaded a new one into the camera. You never know what might happen the first day of Kristina's visit.
Scott kept clenching and unclenching his fist in an obvious effort to not strangle the boy then and there. He stalked out of the parking lot and almost ran up the stairs to Bayville High.
Rhane looked over at him. "Now remember, boy-o, walk like a girl, talk like a girl." She smiled, "Make the boys drool over you." Jean and Kitty laughed as Kurt grumbled to himself. But he did as ordered. The moment he started walking up to the school, he swung his hips just like Kitty taught him. And it appeared it had the same effect on other males as Kitty did on him. Three guys literally just stared, unable to speak, and one guy still driving almost rammed into another car.
Kurt almost blushed.
Suddenly, the school intercom system flared to full crackling life. Scott's voice boomed out, "Here's a song dedicated to a cross-dressing weirdo! How's this, you nut!?" Aerosmith's 'Dude Looks Like a Lady' blasted across the campus. Scott running from an angry secretary could be heard in the background.
The girls were laughing once more, and 'Kristina' fumed.
~~~~
Principal Kelly kept shifting his weight while he interviewed the new student, Kristina. Kitty had coached him carefully about what to say, and Kurt found that he was actually enjoying himself, playing a joke on the whole school. He was assigned Jean as his shadow person for the week, and they were off.
"You know, you really didn't have to taunt Scott like that," she said softly.
"Oh, really?"
Then she grinned. "It sure was funny to see the look on his face when he found out!"
"I know! Please tell me someone was using the camera."
"Rahne's got it all on film."
"Oh happy days! Lets just hope Scott doesn't decide to blast the camera."
"He won't."
"How are you so sure?"
"Its his camera." Jean turned thoughtful. "You know, I don't think you should be alone with Pr. Kelly if you can help it."
Kurt frowned, "Why?"
"You know all that shifting he was doing?" he nodded. "Why do guys normally do that?"
"When there's a hot girl in the roo"-he almost froze solid. "I think I'm going to be sick."
"Voice, Kristina! Voice!"
He went back to girly soprano. "Maybe I should show him me with the holo off. That ought to teach him to not lust after teenage girls."
"Speaking of lust," Jean murmured, "drooling jocks at seven o'clock."
Kurt began to turn-"no you dimrod, don't look! Not directly anyway. Just kind of glance over there, like you really don't care if they look or not." Kurt did so, and then got confused. He didn't know whether to laugh or get mad. There were four of them, and they were all staring at his butt.
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hope you like! Please review!